wear it lord god

With my eyes closed, I can feel a sense of comfort throughout my body.

The blanket felt silky smooth to the touch, like milk. It was quiet all around, with a faint, herbal floral scent drifting into my nostrils.

Judging from the weight and breathability, the quilt was probably filled with silk floss.

Not bad, not bad. People with such conditions are either top-tier billionaires or powerful families.

First, receive the host's information and see what the task is.

Wang Linglong was the legitimate daughter of Duke Zhenguo, Wang Zhenbei. The Wang family had been officials for generations, but all of them were civil officials. However, a military general emerged in the generation of Wang Zhenbei's great-grandfather. He was awarded the title of general for his meritorious service in defending the northern border and was granted a separate household. The next generation was awarded the title of Grand General, and by the time of Wang Zhenbei's father, he had been ennobled as a marquis.

After the old Marquis passed away, the succession was supposed to be reduced by one level after three generations, but Wang Zhenbei continued to make meritorious contributions and was granted the title of Duke of Zhenguo. His daughter was betrothed to the Crown Prince's principal wife and became the Crown Princess.

After the protagonist married the crown prince, she gave birth to her eldest son the following year, her eldest daughter the following year, and her second son the following year.

After the late emperor's death, the crown prince ascended the throne, and Wang Linglong became empress. As the Duke of Zhenguo was stationed in the northern border for many years, military reports of repelling invading Tartars came from time to time, and her favor continued to grow.

After serving as empress in the palace for three years, she gave birth to a son and a daughter, which solidified her position and made her unshakeable.

Later, many concubines in the palace suffered miscarriages, and the blame was mostly directed at the Empress. Finally, the Emperor, unable to tolerate it any longer, declared her jealous and unworthy to be Empress. However, thanks to the pleas of her father and brothers, she was not deposed, but instead placed under house arrest, essentially banished to the cold palace.

Later, when the Duke of Zhenguo and his son were on their way back to the capital to congratulate the Empress Dowager on her sixtieth birthday, they were ambushed by bandits and Tartars. The father and son were killed, and the second son inherited the title.

A year later, the second son was found guilty of embezzling military funds, bullying men and women, seizing farmland, and other crimes including harboring resentment and making irresponsible remarks about the government. He was stripped of his title and the entire family was exiled to the southern frontier. Due to the change in climate and the miasma of the south, they all died three years later.

Upon learning of the situation, the crown prince plotted a rebellion. The emperor was furious and ordered him to return to the capital to plead guilty. Fearing repercussions, the crown prince committed suicide to atone for his sins.

The second son was demoted to a commoner and exiled to Lingnan for assisting the crown prince in a rebellion. He died of illness less than two years later.

The eldest daughter had just died in childbirth, and the youngest daughter, angered by the deaths of her two older brothers, later cursed the emperor and was ordered to be executed.

Upon learning of his youngest daughter's execution and before the imperial decree of dismissal arrived, the deceased hanged himself. Even after his death, the emperor remained enraged, refusing to place a memorial tablet in the ancestral temple or bestow a posthumous title, and hastily burying him beside the Wang family's ancestral tomb.

In just five short years, the empress, who had given birth to a crown prince and had a powerful family background, became a handful of dust, with no one to worship her and bearing the infamy of jealousy and evil.

The three sons, who were only five years old, were raised by the Empress Dowager for two years. Because of their mediocrity, they were spared and were granted the title of prince at a young age. At the age of ten, they left the capital for their fiefdom. However, they had no heir and died in depression at the age of forty. After their death, the kingdom was abolished and the fiefdom was reclaimed.

It wasn't until the emperor was sixty-five that he learned the crown prince hadn't committed suicide, but had been killed by those he had summoned. The second son hadn't died of illness, but had been poisoned.

The youngest daughter was also wronged; the witchcraft dolls unearthed in her princess's residence were planted by someone else.

The Duke of Zhenguo and his son were not killed by the Tartars and bandits, but by the army of their political enemies.

The emperor was heartbroken at the loss of his benevolent crown prince, his loyal generals, and his devoted empress. He issued an edict of self-reproach and granted a general amnesty. He also gave the late empress a proper reburial and posthumously honored her with the title of Nian De, meaning "in remembrance of my deceased wife" and "of benevolent character."

Xining...

The person is dead, so why pretend to be sentimental? The original owner has been dead for so many years, and the emperor hasn't been idle either; new concubines keep appearing in the palace.

The Crown Prince, his third son, and his youngest daughter were exonerated. The Crown Prince was given the posthumous title of Renxiao, and their graves were moved to be buried to the left and right of the coffin of the deceased.

Two years later, the emperor died at the age of sixty-seven and was buried in the main tomb next to the tomb of his deceased father. The two tombs were connected in the middle, so that they could meet again after death.

Task: 1. Save all children.

2. Preserve the entire Zhenguo Duke's mansion
3. Preserve the position of Empress

Upon learning of the mission, Xining's initial pity turned into utter despair.

The original owner of this body is far too greedy! Five children, over thirty dukes, more than a hundred servants, and the position of empress. To accomplish all that, I wonder how many points one would be awarded.

The high-ranking official said, "That's quite a lot. With your abilities, you can definitely do it. Keep it up!"

With my abilities, I only have the capacity to cook one bowl of rice per meal. There are so many things to do. I can't just fill up with lard, diesel won't do, not even 929598 gasoline will do; I need aviation gasoline.

Judging by the timeline, it's currently the third year of the Empress's reign, and she recently gave birth to her youngest son. She's truly prolific, having given birth to so many children, all of whom survived. Being the daughter of a military general, her health is exceptional, and her children are also healthy.

Hearing a slight noise, someone nearby asked softly, "Has Her Majesty the Empress not gotten up yet?"

The other one also lowered his voice: "Not yet, I went to bed very late last night. Tell the masters to wait, and if Her Majesty hasn't woken up by the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, then we'll talk."

The most prominent concubines in each palace had to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager every morning, a ritual known as the "morning and evening greetings." Women in ancient times were truly pitiful; after marrying into their husband's family, they had to pay their respects to their mother-in-law. Once in the palace, they wouldn't go to their mother-in-law's place, and the Empress Dowager wouldn't say anything, but they would have to go to the Empress's.

Xi Ning spoke up: "Go outside and tell them that I am not feeling well today, so please excuse me from the greetings and let them go back." Her voice was slightly hoarse.

One person answered and then left.

"I'm awake." As soon as Xi Ning finished speaking, someone came up and lifted the curtain in front of the bed.

The one who lifted the curtain was Qiu Shi, the personal maid. Chun Hua, Qiu Shi, Xia He, and Dong Mei were the four maids who came with the bride, but except for Qiu Shi, the other three had already been arranged to marry. Qiu Shi had been with her mistress since she was seven years old, for more than twenty years, from childhood to her thirties, and her loyalty was beyond question.

In the previous storyline, Qiu Shi stayed by the protagonist's side. After the protagonist committed suicide, Qiu Shi arranged for her funeral. She found a middle-aged widower in a village near the cemetery and married him. On Qingming Festival and the anniversary of the protagonist's death, she would bring her young son to the grave to pay respects and clean. It's just a pity that she didn't live to see the day the protagonist was exonerated.

After Qiu Shi helped her up, she sat on the edge of the bed, and then more than a dozen palace maids entered one by one and lined up in a row.

First, they rinsed their mouths, then washed their hands, then their faces. They dried their faces and hands with clean cotton towels, and drank a sip of ginseng tea to refresh themselves... Each palace maid carried one item in her hand, and left as soon as she finished, with the next one taking her place. Thus, the palace maids moved around like a revolving lantern, following the steps.

After drinking the ginseng tea, we started getting dressed; there were five or six of us again.

After dressing in three layers, from the inside out, and dragging her elaborate and luxurious palace attire, she sat down at the dressing table and began to comb her hair and get ready.

Seven or eight palace maids carrying various headdresses, hairpins, and jewelry stepped forward and stood in a row behind them.

Qiu Shi's hands were steady and gentle as she carefully combed her hair. She asked softly, "What style would Your Highness like today?"

"Whatever." Right now, the priority is completing the mission, not dressing up. Considering the timeline, if nothing is done, no matter how beautifully she dresses, it won't prevent her from being falsely accused by the concubines, then confined to her quarters, and within three years, her father and brother will be killed.

Looking into the bronze mirror, one could still glimpse the beauty she must have possessed in her youth—a face that was well-maintained and elegant, though fine wrinkles had appeared at the corners of her eyes.

After all, the original owner of this body was already thirty-two years old and a mother of five. She also had to manage the food, clothing, daily necessities, etiquette, birthday banquets, weddings, funerals, and the emperor's troublesome concubines every day.

At this moment, a palace maid came to report that the concubines had all returned home, and that Eunuch An, sent by the emperor, was waiting outside the gate.

Oh, right. It must be about the selection of imperial concubines; the emperor sent someone to inquire. (End of Chapter)